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Mo: ha! Have fun with that.
Mo: ….maybe later we can….
I frowned at the pause, no longer paying attention to the game going on in front of me. The bubbles stating Mo was typing something continued to dance across my screen. I glanced up to check the position of my sister and Teagh just as a picture flashed on the screen.
I looked back down.
“Shit.” It was a picture of Mo.
Well, her cleavage.
And then some.
The top was cropped just above her lips, which she was biting. One strap of her bra slipped from her shoulder and she squeezed her tits together with her arms. Everything that was important was covered, but the lace of one of the cups was folded so dangerously low.
I shifted in my spot, totally sporting full wood, and quickly typed back.
Me: Give me 10.
“What’s got you all flustered, Ports?” Teagh teased. I looked up and saw she fucking cleared my properties.
“I can find out,” Avery said, diving for my phone.
“Avery!” I quickly pushed my phone under my ass and grabbed a pillow from the couch behind me to put on my lap. “Jesus, personal space.”
Avery sat back, grinning widely. “Put your phone away, Porter. This is ‘family time.’” She did the fucking air quotes in the air, too.
“This is not official family time, Ace,” I grumbled, picking up my bills.
“Um, yeah.” She pointed at Teagh, then me, then swung that same finger in a circle around the game board. “Family. Together. Ergo, family time.”
“Let’s just play the game.” I reached for the die, being my turn now that I completely missed Teagh and her hopping over my properties.
I landed on Go To Jail.
I couldn’t believe my luck.
I quickly stood up, dropping the pillow from my lap only because I was certain all evidence would be gone, and put my bills on the floor.
“Well, I’m in jail. Can’t do shit anyway, so now’s a good time to use the bathroom.”
“You can still collect on your properties,” Teagh said around a frown.
“Now, Teagan, you know that’s not the way we play in this family.” We played that once you were in jail, you didn’t collect anything. Just like Free Parking was also like winning the lottery, with taxes and other miscellaneous fees ending up in the middle of the board.
“Your loss,” she said, shrugging and pushing the die to Avery. “Your go then, Av.”
I had other things to attend to. Phone in hand, I made my way to the bathroom.
The one upstairs.
On the other side of the house.
Away from family.
I needed a little bit of privacy.
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